The wholesome, the putrid
The wholesome, the putrid, all of life: this is what I am seeking to meet in all this poetry.
:- Doug.
The wholesome, the putrid, all of life: this is what I am seeking to meet in all this poetry.
:- Doug.
How does death, your death, confront you for the sake of life—how you live it today, how those ongoing depend on what you do?
:- Doug.
Do we stand in the breath of truth
in every dialogue
to bear or shrink from his wind?
:- Doug.
We elders need to work to bring
meaning and being together in flesh
:- Doug.
Find the impossible unity
in unexpected fruitfulness
:- Doug.